I trade seven with the gods

Li Hanyao's eyes widened when he heard this.

"Every word? There are so many people on the street, how can I pay attention to every word they say?"

Wangyou glanced at Li Hanyao, then sighed and said:

"Blame me, blame me, I forgot, you haven't started learning the Nine Art of Disaster Origin yet."

"Nine Secrets of Disaster?"

Li Hanyao scratched his chin, why there was a new term.

Like an extremely qualified teacher, Wangyou took the trouble to explain to Li Hanyao:

"The so-called Nine Skills of Disaster Descendants are the basic skills that every Disaster Descendant in Spring and Autumn College must master. It is very practical and is indispensable when going out to perform tasks!"

"You will learn the detailed Nine Techniques of Disaster after you enter school. Today I will show you the first technique... shadow reading."

Wangyou stretched out two fingers and tapped Li Hanyao's eyelids twice.

When Li Hanyao opened his eyes again, he saw a scene that shocked him.

I saw countless "Wangyou" all over the street. The bodies of these Wangyou were translucent, and they had been following Li Hanyao and the others.

At this moment, every "Wangyou" is keeping an eye on a passerby.

Whether it’s an aunt selling vegetables, a hurried office worker, or an old man sitting on the roadside enjoying the cool air...

Beside everyone, there is a "Wangyou" invisible to ordinary people, observing and recording their every word and deed.

……

"This is shadow reading."

Wangyou said expressionlessly,

"These virtual bodies condensed by spiritual consciousness will convey all the information to me, and I will screen and judge from it."

Li Hanyao's throat rolled and he couldn't help but ask:

"Won't you be discovered by that 'god left behind' if you are doing this?"

"90% probability not, 10% probability yes."

Wangyou answered decisively:

"It's still the same sentence. First of all, most of the gods left behind are not very strong. They cannot detect the existence of shadow-reading clones."

"The most efficient way to perform a task is to give priority to the part of the situation with the highest probability."

"If every time I perform a task, I am afraid to use 'shadow reading' because I am worried about the 10%, it will greatly reduce my efficiency."

……

After listening to Wangyou’s explanation,

Li Hanyao couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said with admiration:

"You are right, so... why is there a clone of you even next to me?"

Just to Li Hanyao's right hand, this translucent "Wangyou" is holding a small notebook and carefully recording every word Li Hanyao said.

Li Hanyao looked at her little notebook and saw that she was writing carefully in it:

"The man is very emotional, and the probability of being judged as a mission target increases by 1%..."

Li Hanyao: "..."

After a moment of silence, Li Hanyao covered his face and said speechlessly:

"I don't think it's necessary. Don't you know why I'm so excited? Is it necessary for her to record it again and pass the information to you? Looking for an agency is addictive, right? Can you use an agency for this kind of thing?"

There was a hint of disbelief in Li Hanyao's voice:

"Also...you actually suspect that I am a 'god left behind'???"

Wangyou was stared at by Li Hanyao, but he did not give in at all and answered confidently:

"When I perform tasks, I do not mix personal feelings. Everything is aimed at completing the task. Even if there is only a slight possibility, I will not let it go."

Li Hanyao laughed angrily, and he also thought of a possibility:

"Is there a possibility that you are the 'forgotten god'?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, "Transparent Wangyou" next to Li Hanyao immediately wrote and read in a small notebook:

"The man tried to confuse the original owner's mind and shake the original owner's heart. The probability of being judged as the mission target increased by 10%..."

"Sister, can you stop writing?"

Li Hanyao complained tiredly to the "Transparent Wangyou" beside him.

"Wait a minute, the possibility you mentioned... although it is very small, it does exist."

Wangyou suddenly trembled, as if he was touched by the possibility Li Hanyao said.

Buzz!

The next moment, a clone of her formed beside Wangyou, also holding a small notebook to monitor herself.

Li Hanyao: "..."

Seeing this scene, his heart suddenly calmed down. It seemed that he was indeed overthinking it. Wangyou was really not targeting him...she was even targeting herself!

"I'm going to the toilet."

Li Hanyao raised his hand and said.

After saying that, he ran all the way to the public toilet nearby.

just,

In less than 30 seconds, Li Hanyao came out with a dark face.

He came to Wangyou and said with a very sincere expression:

"Wangyou, I understand how seriously you take your mission, but can you get rid of those clones of you in the men's room?"

"No."

Wangyou raised his head, his expression as usual.

Li Hanyao sighed and gave in: "Okay, then there won't be a 'you' in each compartment, right? Do you know that every time I open a compartment, I can see a 'you' Standing there with an expressionless face... It's like this in every cubicle. Do you know how broken I am?"

Wangyou said nothing. Although there was no expression on her face, Li Hanyao felt that her eyes seemed a little proud.

"You are cruel."

Li Hanyao accepted defeat.

Just as he was talking, another translucent "Wangyou" followed a man in a floral shirt and walked out of the men's room.

As she walked, she held a small notebook to record every word and deed of the man in the floral shirt.

Wangyou's face did not change, and he said calmly:

"I don't stick to trivial matters when performing tasks. I only see the purest information and do not mix it with other things."

Not to mention, Li Hanyao really believed this. A proud woman like Wangyou would not covet the body of an ordinary man.

Li Hanyao ran over and secretly took a look at the record of the man in the flowered shirt in the "Transparent Forgetfulness" notebook:

"Urine bifurcation, kidney function deviation, the probability of being determined as a mission target is reduced by 5%..."

……

Li Hanyao said to Wangyou seriously:

"Restore my vision. Out of sight, out of mind. I would rather not see those clones of yours."

Wangyou gently tapped Li Hanyao's eyelids with his fingers three times in a row.

"All right."

After Li Hanyao opened his eyes again, the whole world was indeed clean. Now he finally understood why those children with Yin and Yang eyes lived in such pain.

……

Getting back to business, Li Hanyao brought the topic to the task.

"Wangyou, I have another question. What should I do if I still can't find the 'lost god' using this method of casting a wide net?"

Wangyou couldn't help but admire and said:

"You asked this question very well. You are able to keep asking questions exploratoryly. You are a good candidate for carrying out tasks. Although you are still a baby, believe me, you have a bright future!"

young bird?

Li Hanyao frowned slightly, these words sounded strange.

Wangyou opened her right pocket, and Li Hanyao saw that there was an animal that looked like a platypus in her pocket. And this platypus is still alive and sleeping soundly. Its body rose and fell steadily with its breathing.

"Da Duck?"

Li Hanyao was a little surprised.

Wangyou lowered her voice and whispered:

"This is called the 'God-Sniffing Duck'...it is also the standard equipment of every Spring and Autumn College student. It can smell everything related to the gods.

Look at the one in my pocket now. Its hair is gray at the moment, but as we get closer to the 'God's Lost', its hair will gradually turn from gray to red.

The closer we are to the ‘god left’, the redder its hair will be… When the ‘god left’ stands in front of us, its hair will turn blood red and emit red light. "

……

"I see……"

Li Hanyao suddenly realized,

He looked at the platypus curiously and couldn't help but marveled:

"What an amazing animal."

Da Da——

However, at this moment, footsteps suddenly came from in front of the three people.

A familiar and stern voice came from in front of Li Hanyao:

"Li Hanyao? Why are you here? Isn't it class time now?"

Li Hanyao raised his head in confusion. The person coming was a middle-aged man wearing myopia glasses and a well-dressed suit.

"headmaster?"

Li Hanyao blurted out in shock.

Yes, this middle-aged man is the principal of Arashiyama Middle School. At this moment, the principal was looking at Li Hanyao angrily.

In fact, he didn't know Li Hanyao at first, but after the last time the police came to the school to question him, the principal remembered Li Hanyao's appearance and name.

Now, when he met Li Hanyao here by chance, his first thought was that Li Hanyao had skipped class.

Li Hanyao shrank his head subconsciously, touched his nose in embarrassment, and said with a smile:

"Um... Principal, I'll ask our head teacher for leave..."

At this moment, Li Hanyao's voice suddenly stopped, his movements froze, his right hand stayed in the air, and his whole person seemed to be frozen in an instant.

Because, Li Hanyao saw that Wangyou's right pocket was emitting a strong red light through his clothes...

……